deuce do you think about me,

The air is still and the night is cold. I’m not sure if you know but there’s a reason for this; it’s because I’m thinking about you. The question that burns in my mind is “do you think about me?” The answer to this burning question will forever go unanswered, unless or until we meet again – which would be too soon! As of now, all I can do is hold onto memories like they are precious jewels, telling myself over and over how much better life was when all our moments were shared together. It feels as though years have passed since we were last here together under these same stars..together with no one else but each other. No matter what direction your compass may point towards, no matter how many miles might lie between us, I’ll always be yours. The answer to this burning question will forever go unanswered, unless or until we meet again – which would be too soon! As of now, all I can do is hold onto memories like they are precious jewels, telling myself over and over how much better life was when all our moments were shared together. It feels as though years have passed since we were last here together under these same stars..together with no one else but each other. No matter what direction your compass may point towards, no matter how many miles might lie between us, I’ll always be yours. The night seems so cold without you next to me that I don’t know if it’s worth